Scarlett slowly raised one hand.
Golden light bloomed around her as the Divine Crown materialized above her head.
Its ancient runes spun quietly while gentle divine light descended around her shoulders. Unlike during yesterday's battle, there was no heavy pressure this time. The artifact felt almost peaceful, as if it understood there was no conflict between its bearer and the woman standing opposite her.
Kiara responded in kind. Silver light spread across the clearing as the damaged Divine Throne appeared beside her, floating a short distance above the ground. Despite the cracks still visible on its frame, it carried the same quiet dignity that no ordinary treasure could match.
For several moments, nothing happened. The two divine artifacts simply remained where they were — watching, waiting.
Kiara nodded to herself.
"So far… so good."
Without another word, she began walking backward.
One step. Two. Five. Eight...
